aristophrenic

Jules Lefebvre, Allégorie de la Victoire (detail)

Everything is a chore.

When it starts, getting up in the morning, going to work, doing housework starts feeling more and more difficult, it’s hard to function as a “normal human being”, a lot of depressed people write and talk about this and the responses are mixed, but there are a good amount of understanding.

I want people to understand more. As the depression takes over more and more, it’s not only the chores that are hard to do, everything that takes any kind of effort feels exhausting and pointless.

All the things that used to keep you going starts feeling like chores, even if you still enjoy them. Whatever used to make you relax, art, reading, sports, friends, sex, it’s a chore. You start feeling nostalgic for painting or a show you used to listen to, those things are still there, you could pick them up whenever, but you don’t, because it doesn’t make you feel like you used to.